AN: This chappie's in three parts again. No lemon!

Isn't it amazing that it takes such a short amount of time to conceive a baby, but it takes forever for the baby to develop? Ginny wanted to scream. She was 11 weeks pregnant, and already she had gained weight.

At least she didn't go out in public like this! She would hate to have to go shopping for the babies' stuff! She thanked the lord that Dumbledore had come back to life with more power than when he had died! He added a room to the castle, where Ginny, Harry, and the babies could live, and Ginny could still go to class, taking one baby, and letting Harry take care of the other. He even promised to keep their room stocked with Diapers, pacifiers, toys, baby formula, and everything else. If Ginny wasn't mistaken, she'd say he was just as happy as they were about the babies.

"Oh god!" Ginny shouted. Something was wrong. She ran to her mother's books, wishing for once that her mummy was here to take care of her. She began to openly sob, though she wouldn't let that stop her from reading the text, looking for the spell or potion that would cure her of this pain.

"Ginny! Are you alright? The babies?" It was Harry. He hugged her sobbing and shaking body. "Ginny, please tell me what's wrong! I'll make it better I promise!"

"I- I- I- I- NEED PEANUTBUTTER!" She cried harder and harder until Harry thought she was going to throw up (which she didn't often now).

"Shhhh… It's alright! I'll get you some peanut butter!" He pulled out his wand with a shaky hand (she had scared the shit out of him!) and did a complex wave with a bunch of swirlies and stuff. A container of Jiffy Peanut Butter and a spoon. Ginny took a few shaky breaths, then sat on the couch eating peanut butter happily.

Harry was amazed. 'My girlfriend's gone crazy.' He thought. 'And it's all my fault.'

In a field, where Ron and Draco are looking up at the clouds.

"Look, Draco! It's a fish!"

"No, it's not! It's a dagger! See the handle, Won-Won?"

"Where?"

"Right there!"

"Oh! I see it! Look, Draco! That one's a salad!"

"Really? What kind of salad? I see a teddy bear!"

"It's a chicken ceaser salad with a light poppy seed dressing of course!"

"Is the chicken grilled or breaded?"

"Grilled."

"Oh! I see it, Ron!"

"Oh! Look at that one!"

"It looks like…"

""Us.""

"Should I use peach or peppermint gloss?" Hermione asked Ginny as she stared at the mirror.

"Definitely peppermint. That way, when he kisses you, he'll taste the freshness. Percy's all about fresh."

"Does that mean he'll dump me for someone 'fresh'?"

"Nope. I said he's 'all about fresh', not 'new'."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes. If Percy wants someone new, (which he doesn't) he'd dump you and get someone new. If he wanted someone fresh, he'd ask you to take a shower, or brush your teeth."

"Oh. So fresh to him means clean?"

"No. It means fresh."

"Right…"

"Yes, I am! And if you knew that by now you'd've put on the peppermint gloss instead of the peach!"

"What, is Percy allergic to Peach?"

"No! Well, actually, he's allergic to peppermint…"

"See! You almost killed your own brother!"

"Damn! I failed!"

"Oh shut up!" and with that Hermione was ready for her date with Percy.

AN: I know this chappie wasn't plot moving in the slightest, but it was fun. Let me elaborate my favorite parts. (We Are the Champions starts playing in the background, as the following parts of the story play as a slideshow.) Ginny screaming her head off, scaring the shit out of Harry for Peanut Butter………. Ron and Draco recognize my dinner in the clouds…………. Hermione and Ginny argue as to whether she uses Peach or Peppermint Gloss………. ( "We are the champions my friends! ((Bum! Bum!)) We'll keep on fighten' till the end! ((Bum! Bum!)) We are the champions! We are the champions!") (Music stops abruptly, we here the DJ mumbling and fumbling for something) (We hear the Author blow her nose several times. ) Okay! Sorry about that! That song just get's me every time!